From Skylight Confessions by Alice Hoffman:
"He was hushed and paranoid and brash all at the same time. There were things in this world that Blanca couldn't be expected to understand; things he couldn't tell her."
"Blance brushed her hair in the car, brusque, wrenching strokes. She still had beautiful pale hair, but she quickly wound the length of it into a knot before savagely running a clip through it."
"This was during the time of the bad Blanca, the one who was never home, who slept around, the sour, green-with-jealousy teenager who felt she was an orphan."
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